Trafford’s Trading Club

Sound gradually diminishes… inside the container, the crowd begins to tune the volume.

It's more like a murmur, like a mother's whispering lullaby.

Here, Klein jumped gently from the container and then cautiously approached Nick in front of the Orc General - they finally managed to get to each other and did not provoke resistance from the Orc General.

They glanced at each other, then quickly removed the confinement props and locked the hands and feet of this Orc Battle directly… From the beginning to the end, this Orc Battle will be like a half dream and a half awake.

Until the two of them made it, and took control of the other three Frenzy Orcs. On the top of the van, the Little Orc Girl stopped... Her footsteps were a little floating and she backed off a little.

When the song stopped, these violent beasts immediately reacted, seemingly sober, with a slight struggle, as if they were swimming on the brink of fury.

See, a few other elite knights rushed up and put tranquillizers directly on these animals before they really calmed down.

The elite knights relieved themselves so much that they came to Klein and Nick and asked in amazement, "Klein, Nick, there you are… who is this singer? Is there such a person in our agency? ”

They weighed curiously at the top of the container, that exposed dress, silver blindfold… seemed to be a young, younger girl with a slight whistle blown.

“She… they are some friends I met on the way.” Clay was quick to say, “The singing lady, a wandering free magician, is better at the magic of the sound system… they volunteered to help us suppress the riots this time. ”

He didn't just say who the Orc Little Girl was... which made the Orc Little Girl on the top of the container look a little thankful at Klein's back.

“So that's it.” The knights have not much doubt.

Free magicians exist, they are uncertain, wandering around the world, some are evil, some are warriors... the knights have obviously heard and even seen them.

Perhaps not only here, but somewhere in the fog at this time, there are similar folk weirdos who are not necessarily helping each other with their swords.

“Sound technique, hypnosis...” The elite knights seem to have been inspired, "Klein, that's a really good idea. I need to report back now, maybe our agency can find something similar! ”

“What are you going to do with them?” Clay therefore frowned and asked several of the already controlled Orcs.

The elite knight quickly said: "We'll all send them back to the organ first. Now that a lot of the Orcs have been taken under control, they have been escorted back... these guys are too dangerous to be released if their fury cannot be relieved. ”

“So that's it. ”

Klein nodded, then flew quickly and said: "Gentlemen, it's not too late, you're in charge of the escort... Now that this method really works, we need to continue to help elsewhere! ”

“Thank you!” The knights spoke in unison.

The elevator began to descend, and the little Orc girl disappeared into the eyes of the crowd again. After Klein greeted her, she quickly returned to the container.

As for Nick, who also rushed to the front of the car, watched as he was about to get in the driver's seat and put his hands on the armrest of the door, Mr. Lo suddenly said with a stiff scalp: "Sir, why don't you go and rest, I think you're tired too... let me drive! ”

Boss Luo blinked, not tired...

……

……

Nick finally managed to take the throne of the driver's seat, and then lost a lot of kung fu before straightening the body of the van and heading towards the next battle point.

Several elite knights have left behind to find the tools to transport these Orcs, and are self-inflicted.

Shortly afterwards, a transport vehicle slowly arrived… it stopped directly in front of them.

A man opened the door and walked down.

As soon as several elite knights saw someone, they stood up, “Mr. Simpton!! ”

Man... Simpton first gazed at the Orc who was under control behind them and nodded: “Looks like you're working very hard and you're working very hard. Knight, you deserve my respect. ”

They were very proud, after all, that the praiser was a great knight, but one of the great knights with great prestige.

“Mr. Simpton, what are you? ”

“I handled a bunch of animals.” Simpton said softly at the moment: "At this time, I was going to send them back, and when I heard something seemed to be going on over here, I came to take a look at it. I didn't expect you guys to have finished the fight so soon. ”

“Speaking…” The knights laughed bitterly, "is not our credit. ”

Simpton frowned.

The knights quickly gave this superior knight a brief account of what happened a short time ago… After listening to Simpton, their eyebrows were wrinkled.

“Free magician, Klein... hypnosis? ”

“Yeah, that's a good idea! If they calm down automatically, the damage will be minimized! ”

The knights nodded: "We saw it with our own eyes. Without losing a little kung fu, they were directly shackled and sedated! I don't know if there are magicians inside the agency who can use a similar technique! Mr. Simpton... Mr. Simpton? ”

“Oh… I was thinking about the feasibility of this approach, a little distracted, never mind.” Simpton said softly.

The knights laughed, "When we saw it, it was just as incredible and distracting. ”

Simpton nodded at this point, and said positively: "I'll take care of these Orcs, there's still some room in the car. The situation is still very critical, and I suggest you go elsewhere to support our colleagues. ”

“This is amazing! If Mr. Simpton was in charge of the escort, there would be no problem!” The knights were overjoyed.

“Go on, here I'll take care of it.” Simpton waved at the moment.

Once the knights had performed the manners of a lower knight, they were ready to go to the next battle point - but while they were leaving, Simpton called the knights down.

“Wait, knights. ”

Simpton took some new weapons out of the transport, threw them at the elite knights, and said freely: "Knights, always remember, stay in the best shape… your equipment is broken, use these. ”

“Yes, thank you so much! ”

“Go, knights. ”

Once again, the crowd saluted and brought their new gear, leaving with gratitude - Simpton watched the young knights until they disappeared at the end of the street, looking at a few controlled Orcs.

Looking at the Orc, who was still half-eyed, even under sedative action, Simpton held one of the Orcs' chin up with a sword sheath.

After a few seconds of cold gaze, the sheath was raised and then swept across, sweeping directly into the face of the beast.

No language.

The sharp edge of the sword was pulled out of the sheath, carrying the sword, and Simpton placed the blade directly against the heart of the beast and then stabbed it directly into it.

“Stop!! ”

The blade had been stabbed for a few inches in the electric firestone room, and a very fast figure fell directly in front of Simpton, and the moment the sword was blown out, Simpton's magic sword was just split out.

Simpton surprised, instinctively leaping a few meters back, jumping directly to the position where the sword landed, while also seeing clearly the man who broke the sword.

“Gareth... knight.” Simpton's eyes faded and gently picked up the magic sword on the ground.

Appearing here, Hercules is Mr. Gareth… He frowned, measured Simpton, his eyes flashed with uncertainty, his voice slightly heavier: "Simpton, do you know what you're doing?! ”

Simpton opened his hand and said, "What am I doing? As you can see, I am escorting these Orcs… Mr. Gareth, did you misunderstand something? I'm just checking that the restraints on them are not firm. ”

“Misunderstood?" Gareth took a deep breath and then raised his sword.

The sword body directly cut out an arc.

The arc flew onto the transport car and cut its compartment open!

When the steel plate in the compartment was blown to the bottom, only the seven vertical beasts inside had fallen, and the smell of blood poured across the face.

They have turned into cold bodies.

“Is this… a test in your mouth too?! ”

Gareth bit his teeth and the fire of anger seemed to erupt from his eyes, "Simpton, you abused lynching!! These Orcs... they are also our residents! If I hadn't followed with a little doubt, how much more would you... use this method to slaughter!? ”

“How much?” Simpton chuckled, “Not much more, if it calms the world down and kills them all. ”

“They're all just bewitched! They have always lived safely here and never had any problems!! Simpton, you've gone too far! ”

“For the first time, and for the second time, the filthy blood that runs through them will not change. ”

Simpton waved the sword blade in his hand casually, "You can forgive them this time or even let them go, so what next time? They continue to riot, continue to be forgiven, then what about us? Clean up these beasts one at a time. Knight Gareth… If you are a sword of justice and do not want to touch these, please allow me to take your place. ”

“Even if it were to be punished, it should be the last trial by the knighthood… In any event, you abused lynching.” Gareth took a deep breath: "Simpton, you have completely departed from your knighthood… you cannot go on. ”

“They need knights like you.” Simpton shook his head and then looked firmly: "But at the same time... I need this. ”

“I now officially relieve you of your duties as Knight of the Round Table! Simpton, your charges will be adjudicated later… now give up your weapons and surrender. ”

Mr. Gareth said positively: "I hope that the weapons in your hands will be pulled out of your colleagues. ”

“Twelve knights.” Simpton laughed: “The great knight inherited... Gareth, do you really think you can beat me steadily? ”

Gareth didn't talk much, he decided to do it, then he started his armor outfit and rushed to Simpton at the fastest possible speed.

Sword... but with a blade handle.

The blade handle now hits Simpton's abdomen at an extremely fast speed.

But what surprised Gareth was that such a blow did not deprive Simpton of the ability to act… something seemed to have blocked his abdomen.

That's a piece of black nail!

“You're still too kind. ”

The sword fell and instantly drove Gareth back... the feeling of paralysis coming from the mouth of the tiger surprised Gareth.

Simpton's body suddenly wrapped with the magic of a gorilla... his body, a set of dark and bright, completely different from the holy armor, is a horrible black armor that looks like a beast!

“This is…”

“Demon Sword… [Hegny].” Simpton approached slowly, and the Red Light of the Demon Sword grew stronger in his hand, "Mr. Gareth, it seems you didn't go too far on the Round Table Knight's path... is that you, proud of your inheritance? ”

Speaking of which, Simpton in his vest suddenly disappeared… not moving at high speeds, but really disappearing directly… or transparent.

Gareth gazed sharply at everything around him and listened as much as he could to any sound!

Suddenly, his back got cold! Knight Gareth turned back to block at the fastest possible speed - but when the sword in his hand blocked the moment when the blank shot appeared behind him, Simpton disappeared again!

Side!

Gareth's reaction is not necessarily unpleasant… even this weird ability to disappear!

His long sword stabbed out and saw only the shadow of the black armor flashing on the side. At this moment, it was directly stabbed by his sword and penetrated the past... This second path appeared only as a fiction!

In a hurry, Gareth again sensed a third attack coming from behind him, his leg spinning directly, this time stabbing out the sword at the fastest possible speed.

More than thirty assassinations in an instant, the sword blossoms like fireworks!

This time, the physical sense of blow came from the handle of the sword, the shadow of black armor in front of the eyes, the black armor directly appeared in dozens of broken holes.

But at this point, a sword blade came straight out of Mr. Gareth's back.

“Who told you this was a fiction...”

“False... Convert...”

Gareth felt suffocating... the lobes of his lungs, pierced directly by this magic sword!

Simpton chose to pull out the sword, which instantly peaked Gareth's pain!

He was kicked off by Simpton and his body rolled up like a leather ball on the ground... in the middle of nowhere, just seeing three Black Armor shadows, it began to coincide!

Gareth endured pain, holding up his body with a sword, feeling like he had not breathed once, his guts were like being stabbed with countless needles, and the pain almost stripped him of his senses.

“It's a perfect thrust... if you meet it head-on, I'll probably fall down as soon as I hit it?” Simpton swords come and go, "unfortunately, you don't really know what I'm capable of. ”

Cough...

Gareth coughed up a lot of blood and only felt his eyes dim and pale.

Simpton raised the magic sword in his hand again at this moment, and at the moment when it was about to fall, he retreated rapidly like lightning... like a pitch-black lightning bolt, retreating more than ten meters directly, while straddling the sword in front of him.

A horrible slaughter came from the sky, instantly locking him in, leaving Simpton's entire body with this instinctive retreat!

“Since when do the Round Table Twelve knights need to harm the enemy in front of them? ”

Sound, coming from behind.

Gareth also felt a massive killing machine as heavy as the substance… he looked back with encouragement.

In the long street, a man in a white suit, looking a little thin, was walking slowly… the horrible and intense killing machine was spreading from the man.

As you can see by the naked eye… there is always a horrible smell in a man.

“Is that you?!” Gareth was seriously injured and already had a huge headache. At this moment, he peeked at the appearance of this person, and his scalp became numb. “Farrell...”

The man in the white suit walked slowly to Gareth and looked down, coldly grunting: “You have weak backhand, weak forehand, loose footsteps and slow reaction! None of the moves are decent... which piece of crap taught you such swordsmanship? ”

Gareth is stunned to speak… nor is he allowed to speak at this time.

“Take a good look! Sword, that's how it works, kid! ”

But when Farrell reached out and grabbed it, he grabbed Gareth's sword in the air for a long time, held it in his hand and made a random blow!

Without swordlight, only one sword wind flies out due to the pressure of this very fast sword swing!

On the road ahead, Simpton, who had been wary of himself, felt only a breeze passing through him… he did not feel any pain.

Simpton had to frown, but when his wrist moved slightly, his face suddenly changed dramatically!

The armor brought on him by the armor was instantly smashed to pieces! At the same time, there were dozens of crossed wounds on his body… blood erupted directly.

The ensuing pain nearly drowned the consciousness of the Simpton Grand Knight, who… knelt directly on the ground.

“A hundred thousand swords a day weighing ten times as much! Go back and practice! ”

Farrell snorted and threw his sword directly into the road floor in front of Gareth.

Mr. Gareth couldn't help but grunt his throat.

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